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Friday, August 24, 2012

First Chapter Friday!

This week I'm posting the first chapter of "Sunny Days, Moonlit Nights". This sweet romance was my first and still has a special place in my heart. I hope you enjoy it.
 Here's a bit about the book before you read the first chapter:

Can a woman run away, back to her past? Do you have someone in you’d like to reconnect with?  Caroline Davis White wasn't looking for Mickey, now Mike Foster, her childhood crush, she was fleeing her philandering husband, seeking peace and quiet, time to reflect on changing her life. But there was Mike, saving her from a mishap...again, bigger than life and even more handsome. 

A well-known artist, Sunny thought she could escape, disappear back to the cabin where she spent her summers as a child. But she was wrong. Her husband refused to let her go. There hadn't been a divorce in Brad White's family...ever! And he wasn't about to break that tradition now.  Could Caroline shake him loose and what about Mike? Where did he fit into her life?


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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Tara Mason from Love, Lost & Found

Love, Lost & Found is the military romance I wrote with Ben Tanner. It's due to be released in September. I'm offering a little background each week on the heroine, Tara Mason, before the book appears. Find out a bit about who she is before you read her full story. Here is this week's installment.
The sound of her mom’s favorite song signaled Tara Mason to pick up her cell phone.
“Before you ask, yes, Ma, I’ve been to all the lectures and workshops. It’s four… I’m ready to bag it. Back to the hotel. These shoes are killing me! What? Yeah. I miss Paul. How are the wedding plans? I’ll call you tonight. Love you, too.” She clicked off and glanced at her watch.
Spying a wing chair in an empty ballroom, she sat down and toed her shoes off before retrieving her phone. Her fingers flipped through photos, searching for naughty pictures of parts of her body she took the night before in her hotel room. Tara selected the most revealing one then sent it to Paul. She chuckled realizing he’d get it during his afternoon wrap-up meeting.
Tara never used to do things like that, but Paul chipped away at her Victorian attitudes about sex. He loved to look at sexy pictures, so she sent it as a reminder of what he was missing. She opened a bottle of water while she sat back expecting a sexy text from Paul. She didn’t have long to wait. The message read:
Had a great time last night. Meet me at Gotham Arms at 7 to continue.
She suddenly felt lightheaded, felt the color drain from her face.This must be a mistake. She read it again.
The truth landed on her like an icy avalanche. Paul didn’t realize the picture of the body part she sent was from her. Her mind went numb, her hands started shaking so much, she nearly dropped her phone.
Tara calculated she’d be at The Gotham Arms back in New York City at seven as Paul instructed, if she left immediately. She gathered her things then rushed into a taxi.
You bet I’ll be there at seven, you bastard. Surprise!
 To be continued...

Monday, August 20, 2012


A sample of my WIP, "The Dating List." While Colin is the main hero, we can't ignore Grey and Carrie. So here they are:
 Grey paced in front of the fireplace in his townhouse in Manhattan, then looked at his watch.
“Colin should have been back hours ago.”
“I’m sure he’s fine,” Carrie, his fiancĂ©e, said as she arranged some flowers in a vase. 
“What could happen to him? He’s with Leah.” Carrie slipped a slender lily into the vase.
“He could be in bed with her, that’s what could happen,” Grey snickered.
“Oh, stop.” Carrie gave him a soft punch in the arm.
“Look, just guessing here.”
“Isn’t he a little young for her? She’s thirty-four and he’s twenty-nine, right?”
“Maybe, but Colin has the Andrews charm. Women love him.”
“Oh? Andrews men wrote the book on charm?” Carrie cocked an eyebrow at him in mock anger.
“Won you over, didn’t I?” He moved closer to deliver a kiss.
“You certainly did.”
“Dammit, wish he were home.”
 Carrie put the last flowers in the vase and placed it on the counter.
“I love when you bring me flowers in the winter. They’re so damn cheerful. Reminds me what spring looks like.”
“You’re as beautiful as spring,” he said.
She gestured to him. He leaned over to accept her kiss, then folded his newspaper before picking up half a corned beef sandwich and taking a bite.
“You’re right. Artie’s does make the best corned beef,” he said when he was done chewing.
Grey sat on a stool at the counter next to Carrie while she cleaned up the cut stems and extra leaves. He leaned over, nibbling on her neck.
“After I finish this sandwich, I’m gonna take a bite out of you.”
She grinned at him.
“Is that a promise?”
“You bet, baby.”
He put his arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him, placing her lips on his. They lingered in a sweet kiss.
            “Why are you worried?
            “I hope Colin didn’t do something stupid…”
            “Like?” She wiped the counter with a sponge, then raised her gaze to his.
            “Like making a pass at Leah or something.”
            “He wouldn’t, would he?” Carrie raised her eyebrows.
            “Didn’t you see him stumble all over himself?”
            “Yeah, so he was a little impressed by her…”
            “Not impressed, hot for her. He practically had a boner.”
            Carrie laughed.
            “Come on. Leah is much older than he is and so much more sophisticated. She’s been dating big Wall Street guys…she’d never be interested…”
            “You know that, I know that but Colin doesn’t. He’s looking for a ‘woman’, not a girl and Leah fits the bill perfectly.”
            “She’ll let him down easy…she won’t break his heart.”
            “Unless he does something stupid.”
            “Like what?” Carrie asked.
            His lips rose in a mischievous grin.
            “Like this!”
            Grey picked her up in his arms and swooped up the stairs. He raced through the hall, into their bedroom, shutting the door with his foot before dropping her on the bed. Carrie laughed until she almost couldn’t breathe. He fell down next to her on the bed.